I only come here because they can’t go alone.
Still, I dress nicely and sit quietly.
If I can manage, I find a seat towards the back where
I can watch them but stay uninvolved.
You are all so nice and friendly, so I try not to say too much.
I don’t want to have to admit the truth,
That I’m not one of you.
I don’t want to have that conversation,
Because you’ll never convince me
And it will just make things awkward.
But it’s been a few months now and
In spite of myself I know all the words to the songs.
I don’t know many of your names but if I’m not careful I will get to know you,
And then what will I do?
I like you all too much to have to tell you